Great time travel

Chapter 20, 27 moments in the four years of Chongzhen ([-])
No.20 Moments: Lingao Death Diary

——Advance the time again to the late autumn of the fourth year of Chongzhen, when Xu Xiake, the top donkey guest in the late Ming Dynasty, visited Lingao.

"...beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep—"

Accompanied by seven sharp and high-pitched whistles, one long and one short, Dongmen City in Lingao County ushered in another bustling dawn.

In the past few years, the working people living in Dongmen City have become accustomed to living and resting according to the sound of the siren every day.

Accompanied by the sound of sirens, groups of workers in blue coarse clothes appeared on the road, filling the entire Dongmen City like a tide.The early food stalls on the side of the road were already ready to welcome business, and they shouted hard one by one, making the early morning market quickly become extremely noisy.

At a tea stall on the side of the road, Xu Xiake, who had just eaten breakfast, was holding a bowl of sweet soy milk, and observed with great interest the various conditions of the street and the various people coming and going: I saw that there were local Indigenous people, as well as foreign traders, rich and poor, are all busy on their own.There are also many "kun people" wearing blue, gray and khaki "double-breasted coats" and short monk hair. At first glance, there are quite a lot of them.But if you listen carefully, you can tell from their accents that most of them come from Guangdong, Guangxi and Fujian—this is probably the so-called "fake Kun" in "Kun Shi Zhi Lu".

How many "true kuns" there are in Lingao has not been verified so far. Some say thousands, and some say hundreds. In short, it should be less than [-].However, according to Xu Xiake's personal observation, the number of fake kuns is at least tens of thousands.Among them are soldiers of the "Fubo Army" wearing hats with brims, belts around their waists, and daggers; craftsmen wearing rattan helmets and blue cloth clothes with open chests and sleeves; There are beautiful farmers, as well as neatly dressed and meticulously dressed book offices.There are also three, six, and nine grades in the book office of the Kun people. The top grades are called "cadres". The main feature is that the jacket has four pockets.If it is an ordinary book office, there are only two pockets at the bottom.There are many other tricks, which cannot be understood by an outsider like Xu Xiake.

No matter how many "real Australians" there are in Lingao, it is absolutely true that they have uncanny skills.

Since arriving in Lingao, the "Australian lair", Xu Xiake has been constantly eye-opening, and all kinds of unimaginable novelties have come one after another: glass mirrors, steam wheel vehicles, large iron boats, stretches of salt fields by the sea, Huge and strong windmills and dams, neat and clean streets, loud sirens that blow every day, night scenes of street lights that are as bright as day, and the magical "Australian movie" in "Dongmen City Cinema".

——For foreigners who have been to Lingao, it is rare that they have not seen "Australian Movies". This is almost a must-have item for "Lingao Tour".

I remember that when Xu Xiake and his brothers went to see a movie for the first time, they thought it was just a "Macao movie" that they had seen on the streets of Hangzhou. Unexpectedly, it was dark inside, and they could only see the film on the wall. Hanging a huge white cloth.Just when the two were puzzled, there was a sudden light in the dark house, and with the whistling of a siren, a train suddenly appeared on the wall, spouting white gas and whizzing towards them, frightened Xu Xiake and his brothers immediately screamed, rolled down from their seats, and fled away... Then, amidst a burst of laughter, they were stunned to learn that what they saw was just a "shadow movie" "That's all.The train is just a shadow on the curtain.However, this light and shadow is so vivid, no matter it is the shadow puppet show he has seen or the "Australian film", it is completely incomparable-it is exactly the same as the real one!

However, Xu Xiake also deeply felt the great ambitions of the "Australians" behind all these dizzying and wonderful experiences. Although the counties in Qiongzhou still had the government offices of the Ming Dynasty, they had long since become decorations and turned into "Mingpi Aoxin" situation.Whether they are ordinary people in the market, wealthy gentry or rich households, they only know the "Senate" in Australia, and they don't know that there is an imperial court.His separatist regime and claiming the king's heart are clearly about to be revealed, and he only has to raise a banner to rebel.

What's more, judging from Xu Xiake's knowledge, the Kun people have to "purify" the people who join the group, and the core of the "purification" is "shaving hair and making clothes easier"-if you want to eat directly under the hands of the Kun people , "purification" is a necessary condition.Along the way, whether it is the government, Baojia, shops or workshops of the Kun bandits...there are all kinds of people from top to bottom inside, and they are quite similar to those "coated slaves" who left money and mouse tails outside the customs Department - also want to shave hair easy to wear. The common people after "shaved hair and easy clothes" were called "naturalized people" by the Kun people. This term made Xu Xiake very uncomfortable to hear: "naturalized"?What "naturalization"?Could it be that you are treating the people of my Celestial Dynasty as barbarians? !Who are the overseas barbarians? ! !
However, the Kun people in Qiongzhou are more benevolent than the Jiannu outside the Guanwai. For the ordinary people who are not directly earning food under their hands, they seem to listen to them and respect them, and they are not as cruel as the Jiannu outside the Guanwai. Strict order, so there are many naturalized people who shave their hair and change their clothes on the street, and there are still many people wearing Ming Dynasty clothes, but this is already terrible-it is only a few years since the "Australians" landed ah!
Moreover, based on what Xu Xiake has seen and heard, he has never heard of any Ming people willing to go out of the customs to serve as slaves to the Jurchens. , Liaodong Han people are still fleeing year after year.

But on Lingao's side, it is clear that they have not received any persecution, but there are still an endless stream of poor people from other places who come to join the "Australian chief" every day.People on the street, no matter they are in the attire of the gentry or those wearing the clothes of the Ming Dynasty, all have good complexions. I have never seen such a poor person with all kinds of clothes. It is obviously different from the gentry, rich, businessman and poor in the south of the Yangtze River. There is a stark contrast between the desire for extravagance and luxury, and the poor and poor people who are hungry and naked.Here in Lingao, the wealthy households enjoy a good life, even ordinary people's life is quite passable.

Facing such a situation where "the hearts of the people return to Kun", Xu Xiake couldn't help sighing: This Qiongzhou prefecture seems to be no longer owned by Daming!

The strange thing is that, facing this reality, he was actually very calm. He hardly heard of the anxiety and grief when the whole territory of Liaodong fell and the soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty came to the imperial capital.At the very least, these Kun people in Australia claimed to be of Chinese Miao descent, they did not treat the people like slaves, and they did many practical things to benefit the people.The life of the people under the rule of the Kun people is much better than under the rule of Jiannu in Liaodong—even better than most of the areas under the rule of the Ming Dynasty. The Ming court was also merciless to its people .Officials and gentry only know their own glory and wealth, and they don't care about the life and death of the people and the loss of the territory.That's why so many people with their families come to Lingao, because they have been tortured by poverty and hunger and have lost their timidity and caution. They are willing to go to any place that promises them enough food, and Lingao Australia Man obviously did this!
But to say that Xu Xiake has nothing against the strong rise of the "Australians" is not the case. For example, after visiting the Australian school yesterday, Xu Xiake was very puzzled and criticized it... Thinking of Here, he couldn't help but put down the bowls and chopsticks, and took out a copy of "Kun Shi Zhi Lu" from his sleeve that was somewhat damaged and stained due to too much reading, and turned to the section "Kun Ren's Research" again:
"...Although the Kun people came from Australia, they are remnants of the Song Dynasty. Although they live in a barbaric place, they have not forgotten their roots. They also have poems, books, classics and history. However, they have been away for a long time, and their literary spirit is weak. They have been contaminated by barbarians, and their orthodoxy has gradually faded away. Therefore, although the characters are like Huaxia, most of the solo writing is in vulgar style, and the writing is slang, so is the proclamation.

The Kun people live in Lingao and run schools. They run schools and accept children from poor households alone. Those who follow do not need to be trained, and they are provided with food and clothing. Therefore, poor families are more happy to attend school.His study also does not teach poetry, books and classics, but focuses on literacy first, and then the study of arithmetic and mathematics, which is the foundation of Australian occult arts.If they are a little longer, they will be taught various miscellaneous studies, called physics and chemistry.Zishu's classics and history are different kinds, just dabbling a little.If it is completed, it is called graduation.

Kun people have no imperial examinations, and they don't pay much attention to writing. When students graduate, they use fake kuns to drive them around. They have learned from Australia since they were young. Their words and deeds are no different from real kuns. There are many officials who are placed by people.Therefore, most of the scholars who entered it were poor households, and then all the gentry and wealthy merchants enrolled, and some scholars dropped out of school and died..."

Generally speaking, the folks have two diametrically opposed views on "Australian" schools: the common people almost respect the "Australian chiefs" who know both agriculture, business and war, and are useful everywhere. If they were gods, they would naturally praise their knowledge very highly. If children could have the opportunity to go to school, the whole family would definitely be happy.And although most of the gentry also admit that these "Australian learning" is indeed a kind of learning that is practical and practical, but it has nothing to do with the way of Confucius and Mencius. Learning such things cannot be scientifically tested, so it is purely useless—— —In their view, knowledge that cannot pass the imperial examination is useless.So either they dismissed the "Australian culture", or they only sent a few low-status sons and daughters to go to school with the Australians, mainly for the sake of showing their sincerity, rather than sincerely expecting them to learn something.

As for the "Australians", relying on these "useless knowledge" that can't take the imperial examinations, they defeated the officers and soldiers, occupied Lingao, swept Qiongzhou, and their military power shocked Guangdong and Guangxi. They might win the world in the future... They basically didn't think Over this question, or confidently believe that no matter how much Australians admire miscellaneous learning and deviate from the teachings of sages, when they gain the world one day, they will definitely have to set things right, treat scholars like them, and change the content of the imperial examination to The Four Books and Five Classics are right—Xu Xiake is basically pessimistic about such delusions.

Of course, just as there are alternative groups of people in any system, among the scholars in Hainan Island, there are also those who give up stereotyped writing and go to Australian schools to "devote themselves".There are even scholars from other places who come here to study "Australian culture".But that seems to be a minority right now.Moreover, even those scholars who "throw themselves in" mostly hold the idea of ​​"persuading their hearts to enlighten and not rely on brute force blindly", and regard themselves as the savior, but regard Australians as "in need of salvation" Treated by a stupid barbarian... the result is naturally a bad break up.

Xu Xiake, the number one "donkey guest" in the Ming Dynasty, although he was also a very different existence among the scholars in the late Ming Dynasty, did not pay attention to the etiquette of poetry and calligraphy for "Australians", and tried to use "Australian culture" to change the summer with the barbarians , I still have some conflicts in my heart-since ancient times, changing dynasties is also a common thing, and what remains unchanged is that scholars who read sage books share the world with the emperor.However, the books taught by the Australians have little to do with sage books, but Bisheng manages the territory under his jurisdiction so prosperously. Faced with such a situation of being neglected and coldly treated, what should scholars and gentry who read sage books do? Where are you?
With such disturbed thoughts, Xu Xiake did not continue to wander around Dongmen City today, but went to the Yunji Temple in the suburbs to relax.

—— Yunjiguan, the headquarters of the "Taoist Council" built by Zhang Yingchen, the well-known "Australian Taoist priest" in Lingao, whose Taoist name is "Root Spring", is located at the former site of Yongqingguan, five kilometers west of Lingao County.This is a Taoist temple built in the Song Dynasty. During the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, a Taoist priest Zeng Daoning raised funds to rebuild it. During the Hongzhi period, the Taoist temple was destroyed by bandits.When the traveler came here, almost 150 years had passed since the last reconstruction of Yongqing Temple.The Taoist temple has long been abandoned, and only the stone foundations of the buildings remain.

Zhang Yingchen chose this place first because the land price here is cheap, not only lower than Dongmen City, but also lower than Lingao County.Secondly, it is not very far from the county seat, the roads have been built, the transportation is convenient, and it is relatively far away from the busy city and relatively quiet.The foundations of houses here are well preserved, and the cost of building houses is not high.There are still many old trees on the foundation, and the environment after renovation is quite good.However, due to the lack of funds in the religious department, Zhang Yingchen himself has been preaching in the north for a long time, so now only some early projects such as the main hall, office room, Taoist dormitory, abbot's room, and Buddhist scriptures pavilion have been completed.

But even so, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, walking in the quiet courtyard of the Taoist temple, looking at the busts of Laojun, Zhang Daoling, Ge Hong, Tao Hongjing, Sun Simiao and others on the walls of the main hall (the kind that hang in the corridors in schools) painting) and listening to the recitations by the Taoists in Guannei, Xu Xiake still felt a lot of peace of mind.Looking back at the shade of the trees outside the gate of the Taoist temple, there are many stone tables and chairs scattered here and there for people to rest their feet. An old man was playing chess, some were playing cards, or reading newspapers and magazines, and some were playing the melodious erhu.

Looking at this peaceful and peaceful scene, Xu Xiake couldn't help but feel that all the barriers in his heart disappeared, and his thoughts became clear in an instant—forget it, as long as Australians can make all the prefectures and counties in the world so happy, even if they admire miscellaneous learning and turn barbarians into summers, so what? Woolen cloth?Isn't the so-called sage's way just for the safety and well-being of the world and the well-being of the people?If the result of governing the country with sage books is turmoil in the world and the people are in dire straits, this kind of knowledge that harms the country and the people is not worth it!

However, Xu Xiake has only seen the bright and happy side of Lingao in the past few days, but he doesn't know that in order to create such a rich and prosperous social life, it is also inevitable to avoid all kinds of exploitation. , oppression and devotion.

——The success of any great cause is inseparable from the cruel blood sacrifice of countless deaths and sacrifices...

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In the deep mine, Da Luo vigorously swung the pickaxe in his hand, and the pickaxe hit the rock formation, making a muffled sound.

He was naked and sweaty from top to bottom, except for a towel that had long been hairless around his neck.A gas lamp cast a blinding light at the side and rear, casting his elongated figure on the coal seam.

Daluo let out a long breath. The air in the mine was foul and foul, but he had no choice.

How long has he been sent here?He can't remember, there is no day and night underground, and he can't count how many days have passed.

What he knows is that among the more than 200 people from various tribes who were sent with him, only he and Aluo are left.

Arlo and he are from the same village and grew up together.Later, in a struggle with a neighboring tribe, they were captured and sent to a stockade by the sea, where white-skinned hairy men escorted them into a boat larger than a hundred rowboats.He called the big ship the black ship, because they were locked in a dark room in the ship.There are many, many people locked up together, from various tribes, and most of them are tribal fighters like them, and they were arrested here under various circumstances.

On the second day after Daluo boarded the boat, he heard the sound of wind and waves and felt the pitching of the ship. Daluo knew that the boat was moving, but no one knew where they were going to be sent.

The time of being locked up in the black boat was very difficult. There were many people crowded together, and there was almost no place for people to lie down. There were only some sweet potatoes and a little fresh water every day.Everyone was vomiting, and there was a bad smell in the black ship.People died every day, and the dead and those who could not respond were quickly carried out. Da Luo heard the people next to him say that they must have been thrown into the sea.

Someone wanted to escape, but was quickly caught by those ferocious white-skinned men, and was flogged to death.

A Luo cried every day, thinking of Grandma, he comforted A Luo every day.

But as more and more people died, the black ship gradually emptied a little, and they could lie down.

Suddenly one day, the hairy man opened the hatch and drove them out of the black ship.

When seeing the sun again, everyone involuntarily raised their hands to cover their eyes.

They were thrown off the boat and staggered onto dry land, where a strange gang of short-haired men in gray clothes took over.Da Luo couldn't understand what they were saying, but they probably knew that they were sent to a place called "Sanya".

They were housed together in a village, and were given clothes and something to eat every day.But you can't leave that village.Aqiluo and several others from the Teka tribe wanted to escape, but they were quickly captured.Aqiluo wanted to resist, but was struck to death by a strange lightning bolt from the short-haired man.

They lived in the village for more than ten days before being driven down the mine.The fierce-looking supervisor told them with gestures that every day each person had to dig 30 carts of black stones and exchange them for 30 bamboo pieces.If there are more than 30, there will be an additional reward - usually some wine or meat or something.Every 10 bamboo slices can be exchanged for a meal - probably rice and some vegetables or pickles such as radishes, green vegetables, spinach, and occasionally salted fish, which can be eaten until you are full.But if there are not enough bamboo slices, you can only starve.

This treatment sounds good, but digging black stones is a very hard job, and many people become thinner and weaker, get sick and die.Underground mines are also very dangerous places, landslides occur every day, accidents happen every day, and people die every day.

Da Luo has always been with A Luo, taking care of each other, and finally survived.

He gradually understood the words of some short-haired people, who seemed to say that if Da Luo could work here for three years, he would be let go.

——The short-haired person's words are hard to understand, he just guesses, it seems to mean that.

Da Luo has been using this to encourage A Luo, and they must return to the sun alive.

Da Luo continued to swing the pickaxe, when he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from above the tunnel.

He looked up and saw stones and mud falling down.People immediately ran to the upward tunnel.

Da Luo was also running, he heard the loud sound of rocks collapsing, and he also heard A Luo's voice calling for help.

He turned his head and saw that Arlo's leg was hit by a stone and fell to the ground.

Da Luo quickly turned around and carried A Luo on his shoulders.

Arlo has a small body and is not heavy at all.

Da Luo took a deep breath and took a step in the upward direction.

At this time, a boulder fell down, and Da Luo and A Luo were smashed under it together.

——Production Safety Records of Tiandu Iron Mine under the Lingao Senate: On September 1631, 9, a tunnel collapse occurred at the G working face of the second slave working team of Tiandu Iron Mine, killing 21 people and injuring 11 people...

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Under the scorching sun on the pier, Li Si vigorously waved the shovel in his hand, and loaded shovelful shovelfuls of ore into the truck next to him.

Li Si has been working on Bopu's wharf for several years.

When he wandered from Jiangxi to Guangzhou that year, he was naked except for two broken straw mats.Huddled up in a ball under the corner of the ruined temple, frantically gnawing on everything from leaves to grass stems that can grind your teeth, feeling as if you are only a hair away from death.

At this time, the savior came, and a bowl of hot porridge saved his life.

Li Si was bought, although he couldn't figure it out after a long time, who would buy a person who was about to starve to death.

He was taken to a place where many people were dying like him.He was bathed, his hair was cut, and he was told to eat porridge three times a day.When Li Sizhen was holding a bowl made of coconut shells, and the bowl was full of hot vegetable porridge, he squatted in the corner and cried into a ball, his whole body trembling as if he was shaking—when Li Si’s old lady died, he also I have never cried so much.

Then, he was sent to Lingao County in Hainan Island - Lingao is a magical place, full of all kinds of magical and unheard of objects.Australian chief ministers are like gods, there is nothing they cannot do.

When he boarded the boat, he was full of panic. It was the first time he saw the sea.Li Si never guessed that in the future he would be looking at the sea at the beach every day to make a living.

When he first arrived in Lingao, Li Si stayed in the purification camp for a month.There he knew that he had arrived in Hainan and was now under the hands of the Australians.

Li Si learned to wear Australian-style clothes in the purification camp, knew how to wash his face and brush his teeth every day, and learned to read words—he couldn’t remember how many times he lay on the straw mat in the dormitory at night, with his eyes wide open, afraid to fall asleep, for fear of waking up Finally, I found myself still curled up under the corner of the ruined temple.

To him, all of this really felt like crawling out of hell, and the head of Australia is the Bodhisattva who is merciful and compassionate to all sentient beings.

Later, Li Si was sent to Bopu Wharf as a stevedore.The head of Australia taught him how to read and write, and he got a C-type diploma, and was given a big nickname: Ang Lee.But he still calls himself Li Si, and the tuba will be used after he becomes a cadre.

He has worked on the dock for these years, and now he has become a small team leader with more than [-] people under his command.But he knew that they were not considered cadres.Cadres have to wear four-pocket clothes, and they have to "go to meetings above" every week.

Li Si knew it was because his culture was too low, and his head—the captain of the wharf loading and unloading team—Luo Zhongxu kept asking him to get a professional certificate.But running around on the pier every day, he really doesn't have time to go to cram school.

The whistle that acted as a clock rang twelve times. Li Si wiped the sweat from his head with the towel hanging around his neck, put down the shovel, and called his men to gather—it was already time for lunch, and it was sent from Sanya The iron ore piled up into several hills. Although a lot was transported away in the morning, there were still about two-thirds of it, and I had to work hard in the afternoon.

The stevedores gathered slowly and walked towards the cafeteria in twos and threes.Li Si lit a cigarette, took a puff, and walked slowly along the railroad tracks beside the pier.He turned his head and looked at the large and small ships parked in the pier, and greeted the stevedores he knew from time to time—he felt a sense of pride, there was no one on the pier that he didn't know, and there was no one he didn't know he.Even the head of Australia knows Li Si.

Behind him came the sound of a small train running over the tracks.That was the voice Li Si was used to hearing every day, probably sending the newly loaded ore to the steel factory?Li Sitou didn't bother to go back, thinking in his heart that this month's salary would be enough to pay the down payment of the house, and then he could see if he could find a wife...

The sound of the train was getting closer and closer, and suddenly there was a loud noise. Li Si didn't have time to react, he only felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and when his eyes went dark, he fell forward.

The loading and unloading safety record of Bopu Wharf under the Lingao Senate: On October 1631, 10, a cargo locomotive boiler explosion occurred in Area B. Three people were killed and six people were injured at the explosion site, and the total loss of property was about...

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In the workshop of Lingao Iron and Steel Plant, Zhang Youlu struggled to push the cart.Lingao in autumn is still quite hot, especially in the workshop of the iron factory.Zhang Youlu's blue overalls were completely soaked, sticking to his body was uncomfortable.

But he didn't dare to take off his work clothes. As long as the chiefs see someone walking around the workshop without work clothes, they will ask people to write down their job numbers, and then they will deduct half of the wages for the day, and by the way, the squad leader who is on duty will also deduct this amount. half a day's wages.

Zhang Youlu is not a native of Lingao. He used to help out in a small blacksmith shop in Leizhou. The five members of his family—Zhang Youlu, his wife, two children, and Zhang Youlu’s old mother—could get along halfway. Half hungry.

Unfortunately, five years ago, Touchun, a craftsman in the blacksmith shop, was infected with the epidemic and was unable to recover from the disease. The blacksmith shop was also closed, and Zhang Youlu's family suddenly fell into desperation.

It happened that Lingao Australians sent people everywhere to recruit people, and people said that Lingao's life was very easy.Zhang Youlu became ruthless and made the biggest gamble in his life—it turned out that he won the bet.As soon as Zhang Youlu settled down in Lingao, he felt that life in this place was really good.As long as you are willing to work hard, you can always find work, and as long as you have work, you will have food.

Zhang Youlu's blacksmith skills are very average. Although he can only work as a laborer in the iron and steel factory, his prospects are much better than in Leizhou before. subsidy".Although Zhang Youlu received the lowest level of "subsidy", he received more than ordinary workers.Zhang Youlu still vaguely remembers that when he got his salary in the first month, he was flustered for a while, holding the circulation coupon in his hand, always feeling unreliable.A few pieces of paper to send people away?Can this piece of paper with flowers be exchanged for a family of old snacks?

It was the workers who taught him later that he knew that there were numbers on the pieces of paper, marking the face value of each piece.He quickly learned to read those numbers called "Arabic numerals", but he still couldn't write them-circulatory notes are very useful. With the first month's salary, he carried dozens of catties of rice to his family, and returned I pulled a few feet of cloth for my mother and wife, and made clothes for the children.On the day when the whole family gathered around the table to eat, the old lady couldn't help crying, saying that she hadn't had such a solid meal in decades.He also said it was a pity that Ah Da and Xiu Nizi had never lived such a life.

Ada and Xiunizi are Zhang Youlu's eldest son and third daughter, both of whom were taken away by the God of Plague during the Spring Plague five years ago.

However, Xiao Er and Xiao Si are very lucky. Now they are both studying in the national school in Fangcaodi, and they still have a free lunch every day.

Zhang Youlu pushed the heavy ore cart to the side of the material pile, unloaded the ore, and pushed the empty cart back.Workmates walked past him and called him to lunch together.Only then did he realize that the time had passed twelve rings—because "Australians" used sirens as clocks, so after adapting for a period of time, the local people and naturalized people used "several rings" to call them It's time.

In the cafeteria, he picked up two bowls of rice and felt that his stomach was a bit bottom, but he never ate his portion of the food—the steel factory cafeteria has a lot of food, every day there is either fish or meat, or eggs , There are also a lot of vegetables.Zhang Youlu was reluctant to eat it, so he poured it all into the small lid box he brought and took it home.Watching the two children gobble up the food in the cafeteria at night was the most heart-warming moment in his day.

After eating, the squad leader began to distribute soda tickets.Workers in the iron and steel factory are given a daily quota of salt soda. The furnace workers have the most, with four bottles, and the workers like him have the least, with one bottle.Zhang Youlu was still reluctant to drink by himself, he planned to take the soda back home.Xiaosi in the family likes to drink soda the most, and always grabs it from Xiaotwo.In another five years, Xiao Er will be able to work at the age of 16, and this life will be better... Zhang Youde went to the side and poured white water, and drank three big bowls in a while, filling his belly.

Wipe your mouth and feel better.The squad leader was already beckoning everyone to go back to work, so he went to load and unload ore again.

The weather in the afternoon was extremely hot. Zhang Youlu ran a few times and felt that something was wrong with his body. His chest was stuffy and painful.

Is it out of breath?It doesn't feel like it is.

Hey, really, after a few days of full food, people have become delicate, can they still be unbearable to do this kind of work?

He ran again, and felt that he was really dying—his whole body was sweating, his eyes were blurry, and his chest was in unbearable pain.

Zhang Youlu had no choice but to find a windy corner and squat down, thinking that it might be better if he had some wind.

The squad leader's voice was shouting: "Old Zhang, why do you look like this? Are you feeling unwell?"

He raised his head and looked towards the place where the sound came from, but his eyes were blurred.He supported the wall with his hands and wanted to stand up. By the way, he said "I'm fine"... But before he could say the words, Zhang Youlu's eyes darkened and he fell down.

——Production Safety Record of Lingao Iron and Steel Works: On October 1631, 10, laborer Zhang Youlu died suddenly at work, and his body was sent to the General Hospital for treatment.

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Sun Shou wiped the sweat from his head with a towel around his neck, and walked towards his ox cart.

He limped forward in the square, his pace was not fast, and his wooden feet would make a creaking sound since the last time they were soaked in water. It seemed that they were going to be repaired, how to say it in "Newspeak" With?maintain?
——Sun Shou is disabled, his left leg was amputated at the knee, but after installing a wooden foot, he was finally able to let go of the crutch and walk, but he couldn't walk fast and his posture was not good-looking.But Sun Shou felt that it was good enough that he could still walk, so there was really nothing to be picky about.

The last time Fu Xiaosan from the bullpen asked him what happened to his leg, Sun Shou told him that during the battle in Chengmai, he was shot when he led his brother to charge.Fu Xiaosan immediately admired him, and changed his address from "Old Sun" to "Uncle Sun", pestering him to tell him about the battle between the officers and soldiers of the Fubo Army in Chengmai.Sun Shou smiled and refused to talk more, reminded Fu Xiaosan to feed the cows, and walked away creaking.

——How could he tell Fu Xiaosan that he was actually shot when he was charging towards the Fubo army?

At that time, Sun Shou was still the corps leader of the imperial army. During the battle of Chengmai, he brandished a waist knife in his right hand and a rattan shield in his left hand. When I was young, my mind was full of thoughts of getting promoted and getting rich.

Probably in the time it took to drink saliva, the "headshot gun" of the gangsters-he later learned that it was called a typewriter-dispelled his dream of being promoted, and took away his left leg and a few of his subordinates by the way. brother's life.

When he woke up, he was lying naked in a tent, covered with a white cloth, and his left leg was in severe pain. His injured leg had been amputated by the doctor of Fubo Army at that time.

The Australians transported him to Bairen, and then to Ma Niao, and asked military doctors to heal his legs.The officers and soldiers have always sent a few cars of silver to the wounded soldiers and dismissed them. The Australians are much more benevolent and they even arranged for him to make a living.Sun Shou is very grateful. Under the rule of Daming, a disabled person like him can only beg for food. After a few years of poverty, his life will be ruined.The best end is to roll up a broken mat and send it to the incarnation field. If you are unlucky, you will probably only be buried in the belly of a dog.

In the end, Sun Shou brought a wooden leg to the transport team, and he was assigned to drive the car.

The first is road construction. His ox cart travels between Bairen and the construction site every day, transporting tools and food—all the officers and soldiers captured in the Chengmai War, his former colleagues and officers, built the roads.The former domineering officers were all gray-faced, wearing new uniforms, and their newly shaved bald heads were dazzling in the hot sunshine of Qiongzhou.When they saw the bullock carts passing by, they could only look up, and then they continued to work on the road under the threat of sharp bayonets from the guarding Fubo soldiers.Seeing the downcast look of the dog officials, Sun Shou was very satisfied.

As time went by, many captives were redeemed one after another and returned to the mainland.But there was no one in Sun Shou's house, so naturally no one would come to redeem him, and he didn't want to go back either.Lingao—this place name already has a friendly taste for him—is the place where his new life began, and he has found his value.

Sun Shou is a very intelligent person. Relying on the military pay he had accumulated and hidden when he was an officer, he had successfully redeemed himself in less than a year—most people would need two to three years. On the day he got his salary, he started his small business.

He bought all kinds of cheap groceries from Dongmen City—there are so many fresh things in Dongmen City—packed them into a bag and carried them in the car, and then he sold them to local peddlers whenever he went to a place , He can make [-]% to [-]% profit with just a little effort.

Sun Shou is very eloquent and knows how to please people. He smiles when he sees people and doesn't shirk his work.With the perfunctory efforts of the officers in the army, everyone in the transportation team likes him, and everyone knows that "Old Sun is a good person", so he raises his salary much faster than others, and now his salary is even higher than that of the Fubo Army. The few veterans who came down were all tall.

After doing this for a while, he has accumulated a lot of negotiable notes, and he was the first in the transportation team to buy a house without a loan—Sun Shou, like all traditional Ming people, hates the feeling of being in debt .

Today's task is to go to Gaoshanling, and the transport is a batch of materials, which are said to be newly produced electric wires.The entire transportation team dispatched twelve vehicles, and Sun Shou was the fourth.Gaoshanling is the important place of the Senate, and it is a military area, and ordinary aborigines cannot go there.There was also an escort in Sun Shou's car. He was wearing the uniform of the Fubo Army, and he was a sergeant according to his military rank.He carried a Minie rifle without a bayonet on his back, and sat beside Sun Shou without saying a word.While Sun Shou was driving the car, he handed over a "holy ship" to the escort. In a puff of smoke, the two began to gossip, and the atmosphere became harmonious.

By noon, they had already driven most of the way.The convoy stopped to rest for a while, fed some feed and water to the cattle, and then had to cross a big slope, with a mountain road of more than ten miles. After walking this mountain road, the Gaoshanling base was almost in sight.

The road was well repaired, but it rained heavily a few days ago, and several low-lying places were still muddy and bumpy.On the other side of the road is a mountain stream, with a height difference of four or five meters from the roadbed. Because of the rain, the water in the mountain stream is abundant, and the water is rushing.

At this moment, Sun Shou and the escort were getting acquainted. One "Old Sun" and one "Old Liu" chatted well, and the two were talking about jokes between men... Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the hillside by the roadside. A pile of rocks and dirt poured down the road.

Landslide!
Although there were not many earth and rocks that slid down the mountain, the loud noise and the falling stones had already startled the two cows in Sun Shou's cart.Before Sun Shou could react, the frightened cows roared angrily, ran into each other, and finally knocked over an escort who was trying to block the way, rushed out of the road, and fell down immediately.Naturally, the ox cart was also taken down, and it was buckled upside down in the mountain stream with a "bang", splashing a large amount of water.

——Transportation records of the second transportation team of Bairen: On October 1635, 10, the task of transporting electric wires in Gaoshanling, a vehicle overturned due to a road collapse, two people died, one was seriously injured, and the total loss of property...

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Qian Zhen walked on the playground of the Mariaobao Army Training Base, his waist straightened, his belt buckle gleaming, and rows of colorful medals on his chest (the kind commonly seen on the chests of Kuomintang generals in "The Great Battle") small colored squares), which attracted the envious eyes of several recruits.

Of course Qian Zhen would not take them seriously.These are newly recruited soldiers from the Guihua people. They came out of the purification camp for a few days. They speak Mandarin mixed with accents from various places. They all have hunched backs, their knees are as soft as noodles, and they kneel on the ground at every turn. Looking at it is useless.

Qian Zhen is from Yanchang Village. When the Senate recruited soldiers in Yanchang Village, he was the first to sign up.

At that time, Bairen was still a small place, and Dongmen City was not one-fifth of its current size.

He still remembers that when he walked in the queue on the first day, he couldn't tell the left from the right. The instructor taught him several times, but he always screwed it up. Later, the instructor taught him to wear shoes on his left foot and bare his right foot.The instructor shouted: "Left!" He hesitated for a long time, and finally raised his bare foot.

The whole team burst into laughter.Since then, he has been nicknamed "Qian Barefoot".

Lying on his bunk at night, he became cruel and vowed to be the best soldier.

He did it.

He participated in the battle against bandits in Lingao.He still remembered the first time he picked up the Minie rifle and shot at a living person, an indescribable bitter taste immediately appeared in his mouth, and his throat was as dry as swallowing a handful of soil.

By the end of the bandit suppression, he was already a sergeant, and he had won second-class merit and a medal for bravery for killing three bandits, and was named an "excellent soldier".Those who called him "Qian Barefoot" have since shut up forever.

During the Chengmai battle, he stood on the front line of the embankment and fired at the swarming officers and soldiers again and again.

When the officers and soldiers finally killed the embankment, he was the first infantry to charge up with bayonets.

He was hit by two arrows and stabbed once. Covered in blood, he roared loudly and stabbed two officers and soldiers to death, and used a grenade to push back the attack of the officers and soldiers.

After the war, Commander He went to the hospital in person and awarded the medal of "Heroic Soldier" to Qian Zhen, who was lying in a hospital bed covered in bandages and unable to move.

He was promoted instantly to second lieutenant and assigned to the next level, Officers' Training Corps.

Qian Zhen continued to work hard. On the training ground in Maniaobao, he went from the "officer training team" to the "military training class" and then to the "officer training team".

He has been to Guangzhou, Taiwan, Fujian, fought wild men, fought pirates, and fought Japanese Japanese.

Under the banner of the Crusaders in the Senate, he has never been absent.

Now he is already a captain of the Fubo Army, an infantry expert, and an instructor of the military teaching team.Stars are shining on the shoulders of the gray military uniform, and the road ahead is shining brightly.The veteran officers favored him very much. You Huo once patted him on the shoulder and said that he would definitely become the backbone of the future army, and maybe he could be a battalion commander in the future—yes, a new infantry battalion is being formed.The Fubo Army's combat operations on the mainland are spreading more and more, requiring more troops to invest.This group of recruits may become his subordinates in the future.

Qian Zhen watched the recruits walk in the queue. These recruits still need to continue to practice, and there are still many people who are left and right.

Thinking of this, his face became slightly hot.

He didn't want to show such a face in front of his orderlies, so he quickened his pace and walked towards the live ammunition training area.

Under the command of the instructors, the recruits used the Minie rifles to do disassembled loading and shooting actions.They are still very unfamiliar, their movements are not coherent, and many of them are at a loss under the instructor's hasty password.

Qian Zhen thought that he should continue to strengthen his training.

In front is the bombing training area, and the instructor is a soldier he has trained before, named Fu Shengcai.

Fu Shengcai saw him coming and shouted the password, all the soldiers turned back and saluted him together.

Qian Zhen returned the salute and signaled the training to continue.

According to the regulations of the drills, recruits should use training ammunition to simulate throwing [-] times, and then throw live ammunition once, each training for two hours.

The recruits followed Fu Shengcai's command and threw training bombs with decomposed movements.

Qian Zhen was delighted to see that some of them shot quite far and had the potential to be grenadiers.But overall, it's still pretty rusty.Probably because of his presence—the recruits are always extra nervous when they see officers watching.

The following is the live ammunition training. After Fu Shengcai distributed the grenades, he first made a demonstration - the grenade thrown by Fu Shengcai exploded on the ground more than 50 meters away, and a cloud of smoke rose.The recruits were all speechless, it was the first time they saw a grenade explode.

Qian Zhen approached the queue, and he planned to take a closer look, and he must find out any good seedlings.

The Australian elders are right, expertise needs to be dedicated, but expertise needs to be discovered.

Fu Shengcai stood beside him and exchanged glances with him.

Qian Zhen heard Fu Shengcai shouting the password.

one! — hat off

two! - lanyard

three! ——pull the string

Four! - throwing

One of the recruits closest to him made a mistake!His grenade fell out of his hand and landed at his feet.

Captain Qian Zhen didn't have time to think about it, he just yelled: "Lie down!" He pushed away Fu Shengcai beside him, jumped forward, kicked the stunned recruit down, and threw himself on the still On top of the rolling grenade.

Then, the grenade exploded.

——Safety record of Mariaobao military training: On November 1631, 11, an accident occurred in the live ammunition throwing training of the seventh detachment of the recruit teaching team, and the military instructor Captain Qian Zhen died in the line of duty...

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Zhao Zhulong likes to be called Zhao Da by others, and he can be followed by "brother", but "yeah" is best, "bo" is also acceptable, and "uncle" is also reluctant.

This rotten name was given to him by his father. Zhao Zhulong's father said: "The water in the pig cage is full of gold. We are fishers. If it doesn't enter the water, where will it go?"

Zhao Zhulong's father, Zhao Jinhai, died when Zhao Zhulong was 15 years old. In an unexpected storm, he didn't even return with his boat.

Zhao Zhulong's mother kept saying that his father's name was wrong, Jinhai Jinhai, that was entering the sea, and once entering the sea, how could he get out.

Zhao Zhulong lost his father at the age of 15, went to sea with his second uncle at the age of 16, and joined Jin Daxiong's sea gang.

A year later, Jin Daxiong was shot and killed on the spot while robbing a Fujian ship, and his sea gang also disbanded. Zhao Zhulong joined Zhucai's old gang with a few good friends, After several years of fighting, they didn't expect Zhu Cailao to be defeated by Zheng Zhilong in one battle, and the whole gang collapsed.Zhao Zhulong also followed his leader, followed Shi Shishi, and defected to the Australians in Lingao.

Then, like the bosses, Zhao Zhulong also cut his hair, changed his clothes, and entered the study class.After half a year of "political study", he actually got a Type C diploma, and was ridiculed by his former boss: "Zhao Zhulong, I can't see, you are still a seed for studying!"

Zhao Zhulong just smiled and didn't speak - he has been wandering at sea for many years, one leg suffered from rheumatism, and he was a little lame.The purpose of studying is to stay on the shore. Didn’t Hu Jiumei Hu Boss wash her feet and go ashore?
But he still couldn't go ashore - the Australians saw him crippled and didn't let him into the navy, but put him on a cargo ship.Zhao Zhulong was also renamed Zhao Zhulong, and was assigned a small boat to run freight on the route from Lingao to Guangzhou.

Later, Governor Wang Dezun launched an army to crusade against Qiongzhou, and the trade with Guangzhou was temporarily cut off. Zhao Zhulong first helped to transport several soldiers, and then was assigned to the newly formed Jingyuan Shipping Company.

At the beginning, I had nothing to do. Every day I signed a mortgage room at the company at the Lingaobopu Wharf, or in the office, I spanked and chatted with a group of old colleagues who were also from the old sea dog background. I listened to the sea situation class every day, familiarized myself with the charts, and did things. "Route Deduction".

Australians have a unique way of sailing. All the routes are calculated, but you have to understand "mathematics". The old sea dogs are the worst at this, but there is no way. In fact, the Australian method is much better than the Chinese needle method, at least you know where you are in the sea.

After half a year, everyone has a new boat, which is a big boat called Liberty in Australia.Zhao Zhulong's ship is called "Jingshi".This boat was bigger than the red-haired boats Zhao Zhulong had seen before, and it used sails that were neither Chinese nor Western: the sails were Chinese style, and the rigging was Western style.It requires fewer sailors than the previous Fuchuan, but it can carry a lot more cargo.

Then there are continuous transportation tasks: Fujian, Taiwan, Japan, following behind the fleet, transporting food, clothes, arms, materials, and occasionally troops.When they came back, they sometimes transported people, and sometimes transported silk and tea from Jiangnan.

This emergency voyage from Songjiang to Lingao is actually very strange, because the goods have not been fully purchased, and the cabins of the "Jingshi" are only less than half full.However, the person in charge of the Senate stationed in the local area expressed his willingness to take full responsibility, and insisted that the only vessel under the Senate, the "Jingshi", berthed at the Songjiang Wharf, go out to sea as soon as possible, saying that there is urgent information to be sent to the elders as quickly as possible. Even if the road back to Lingao is too far, you can go to Kaohsiung City where wireless telegraph equipment is installed... Seeing that his arms could not twist his thighs, Zhao Zhulong could only obey the orders and set sail in resentment.

When we first set off from Songjiang, everything went smoothly, but since the "Jingshi" arrived in the sea of ​​Fujian, the sea conditions have become worse and worse. There are large cumulonimbus clouds in the east, which are thick and crowded half of the sky. Looks like a storm is coming.Therefore, Zhao Zhulong commanded the "Jingshi" to lower the awning and furl the sails, check the cargo, and make preparations for the storm.In the evening, it was raining like a torrential rain at sea, and the strong wind rolled up more than 100 feet of waves and smashed them on the boat.Although the Australian ship is strong, there are "creaking" groans from the seams of the hull.

The sailors gathered in the poop, they were all old sailors, and although the turbulence was very severe, no one was seasick.Everyone looked at each other in dismay, listening to the loud noise of the big waves hitting the ship, the sharp whistling of the ropes in the wind, and the heavy rain hitting the oilcloth covering the cargo hold in bursts, making a "bang bang" sound like a musket. It was swept away by the strong wind again, so the wind roared all over the sky again.

Suddenly there was a loud noise on the front deck, shaking the whole hull.Zhao Zhulong looked through the front window of the stern building, and it turned out that the tying rope of the oilcloth on the cargo hold was broken, and the strong wind whipped up the unbound oilcloth and danced wildly in the air.

"Oops!" The front cabin is full of tea leaves and silk, and there is no need to think about what it will look like if it is soaked in water.Zhao Zhulong jumped up anxiously, "Quickly, go to the front deck!" Several sailors showed fearful eyes, looked at each other and did not dare to agree, Zhao Zhulong had long been impatient, and pulled open the door of the stern building , rushed out, but the first officer behind him moved faster, grabbed him, pushed him back to the poop, and rushed up with a few people.

Zhao Zhulong refused to just shrink back like this. While scolding the cowering sailors, he grabbed the door and looked at the situation on the front deck—the rain was violent and the wind was violent, the sky was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the waves were raging all around. The ship was heaving and rolling violently, and he could only see the light from the gas lamp carried by the chief mate on the front deck, and the oilcloth... The oilcloth was pulled down, very well, they grabbed the rope, Zhao Zhulong His heart rose to his throat, but he could only stretch his head and neck at the cabin door and look around.

Then, something on the deck was swept up by the strong wind, and it flew towards the poop with the wind, and hit Zhao Zhulong's forehead violently.

As a result, Zhao Zhulong's head was bloody and dizzy for a while, and he fell to the outside of the cabin. A violent wave swept over, and the sea water flooded the entire deck. Head out of the sea.But Zhao Zhulong who fell on the deck has disappeared.

——Jingshi's logbook: On December 1631, 12, the ship was hit by a storm in the Taiwan Strait, 29 people died from the captain down, 15 people were injured, and 20 people were missing.The structure of the ship was severely damaged and it was unable to continue sailing. It has now run aground in Xiapu, Fujian, and is preparing to repair the hull and rescue the wounded... The emergency letter consigned by the Songjiang Commercial Center was lost in the storm. Please contact Songjiang to reissue it as soon as possible... …

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However, the creator of all light and darkness, hope and despair is revered by countless people as a god, and is also regarded by many people as the existence of a demon king. The great leader of the Lingao Senate, the eternally glorious and correct chairman of the executive committee At this time, Desi did not draw evil power from death and despair through the cruel blood sacrifice, stepped on countless corpses to ascend to the highest throne, and looked down on all living beings alone... Instead, he stood at his desk without grace Behind, staring at the map hanging on the wall, scratching his hair and turning around anxiously.

"... Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, there's another group of Australian transmigrators here! They've already come into contact with many Europeans! Now they're going to be all gangsters! I really regret that I should have slapped my head, Just casually claiming to be an Australian! Now I don’t know how to face the Australians! Why didn’t I think that I could claim to be from Antarctica? At least emperor penguins don’t talk to others... ..."